Chapter 143 Arrange Ten for Him (asking for monthly tickets)
Right now.
Deng Bingding and four other little gods were watching the performance of each candidate in the Dao Heart Test.
"The four of you have come this far after going through countless tests, both large and small. You know that the most important thing in a test is to understand the examiner's intentions and the purpose of the test."
"This also applies to us examiners now. Only by understanding the above meaning can we select talents and serve the ten major sects and the Heavenly Court in the future."
Deng Bingding went on to say: “The higher-ups are very dissatisfied with the weaklings selected in recent years, and the results of various assessments have been declining year after year.”
"This reform is to hope that those who climb up from the lower levels of Kunxu will be ambitious, have desires, and have courage, and can withstand temptation and pressure, and go further on the path of immortality."
"Among these, resisting temptation is the key to this round of testing."
Looking at the candidates on the screen, Deng Bingding continued, "Like the illusion in this Dao Heart Test, the rich face the temptation of being richer. If the temptation on the first level is not enough, then the temptation on the second level will come."
“It can be said that among these people, no matter who eventually passes the Foundation Establishment Certificate, they will eventually experience something similar.”
"So you should all understand our scoring criteria. One of the key factors is whether the candidates can resist the temptation of money."
"If there are exceptional candidates, it will be a credit to apply for them."
Just as Deng Bingding finished his words, the little Gongcao God Huang Zichou looked at Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen in the illusion and said in surprise: "There are actually two poor students in this exam?"
When the other little gods heard the word "poor", they also looked over.
After all, it is really a rare thing to see poor people in this foundation-building exam.
Deng Bingding also looked over and found that it was the student she had registered before. She remembered that the other party's name was Zhang Yu, and he should be a freshman in high school from Songyang.
"An ant with a debt of seven hundred thousand and a five-digit bank balance."
Ant, this is how Deng Bingding evaluated Zhang Yu.
This is not a derogatory term, but comes from an evaluation system in her mind.
Just as there are nine levels of gods and ten levels of immortality, in Deng Bingding's view, people can naturally be divided into different levels.
For example, those who don’t even have a high school diploma are just dust.
Those who have a high school education and only have savings of five or six figures all year round are ants.
Those who graduate from high school, reach the peak of Qi training, and can find a job are just cattle and horses.
In Deng Bingding's eyes, only those who graduate from university and find a job in a company can be considered a human being.
Looking at Zhang Yu's deposit at this moment, Deng Bingding had already labeled him a failure in his mind.
This is not because Deng Bingding discriminates against the poor, but based on her many years of experience as a god...
“Although the rich have surpassed the poor in all aspects, such as magic power, physical strength, martial arts, and spells, they often win more in Taoism.”
This is Deng Bingding's experience. Judging from the performance in various examinations and tests she has seen, the poor are inferior to the rich in all aspects.
Even if there are a few poor people who really climb up, their biggest characteristic is often that they are bought at low prices, ask for the least money, and work the most overtime.
On the contrary, the rich have been trained since childhood, so...
"The richer, the more powerful, the more resistant to pressure, the higher the vision, the stronger the ambition, and the more able to resist temptation, they are the most needed candidates for cultivation."
"As for the ants... well, why would they cultivate immortality if they have no money in the first place?"
"If the company hadn't controlled the media channels and tried its best to trick people into getting involved, they wouldn't have been suitable for cultivating immortals in the first place."
…
At this moment, Zhang Yu in the light curtain had woken up.
The air he breathed was also very fresh. With every breath, it was as if countless pairs of small hands were massaging his body, nourishing every piece of his flesh and blood.
He found himself lying on a very soft bed, feeling an indescribable relaxation all over his body.
He looked around and found himself in a room with particularly good sunlight. He was surrounded by various furniture that looked very valuable, but he didn't know how to use them.
Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window is the rolling sea of clouds.
Zhang Yu walked over and found that there were forests and lakes in the sea of clouds... and even a giant dragon that was breathing out clouds and mist and rising into the sky from the sea of clouds.
The sea of clouds is surrounded by densely packed skyscrapers and pavilions that stretch as far as the eye can see.
…
Huang Zichou said: "The rich man in the illusion said that he admired him and wanted to entertain him."
"Well, I rejected it as expected."
"It's always like this at the beginning, very defensive and decisive."
Another minor god analyzed: "Although with their cultivation and Dao heart, they couldn't tell it was an illusion, but they were suddenly kidnapped to a rich man's house. They must be very wary of such a thing."
Huang Zichou said: "But this house has free spiritual veins, elixirs, and food supplements. This poor person will definitely stay and take advantage of it..."
"Huh? He actually took the initiative to ask to lower the concentration of spiritual energy?"
Another little god was also surprised: "Why don't you eat the dragon meat for nourishment and take the initiative to order synthetic food?"
“What on earth does this poor man think?”
…
Only seen in the illusion.
Zhang Yu didn't even look at the table full of delicious food in front of him.
Especially after the servant at the side introduced that almost all the dishes on the table were made by various powerful monsters, and even dragons.
This made Zhang Yu even more afraid to eat, so he had to ask someone to prepare some synthetic food for him, and only then did he feel at ease and assured when eating.
Zhang Yu was afraid that after he ate the food, people would ask for money and he would go bankrupt.
After all, he only has more than 10,000 yuan in his pocket, but he stays in the upper city of Xiandu City.
How to describe this feeling... It's like appearing in the enemy jungle with only a little health left. He feels nervous at every step, thinking that he might go bankrupt if he is not careful.
Thinking of this, he immediately asked someone to lower the spiritual power as much as possible, and it would be best if it was turned off.
…
Listening to the discussions of the little gods around him, Deng Bingding said, "You guys usually come into contact with too many rich people, and you know too little about these poor people at the bottom."
"He's just scared."
"I'm afraid that if I take one more breath or eat one more piece of meat, I'll be broke when I have to pay for it."
Will you go bankrupt if you take one more breath or eat one more piece of meat?
The Gongcao gods were slightly stunned when they heard this. They really hadn't seen such a thing for a long time.
After all, people who are so poor are generally not worthy of communicating with them, nor are they worthy of appearing in such high-consumption places.
Deng Bingding went on to say: "But this is only temporary. The poorer a person is, the easier it is to fall into depravity once they start to satisfy their desires."
"A long time ago, there was a poor farmer who climbed up to the second floor. He was reluctant to eat or wear anything, and he didn't dare to buy anything or use anything."
"In the end? Haha, the identity of a second-level city citizen made him lose the determination to continue on the path of immortality."
"There's nothing we can do. The lives of these poor people are too cheap and too easy to satisfy. It's much, much easier to stop them from climbing up than to stop the rich."
At the same time, Zhang Yu in the light curtain encountered more temptations.
…
In a fantasy.
The pharmacy is filled with all kinds of top-quality elixirs that can be taken freely.
There are three kinds of spiritual roots for cultivation in the spiritual root room, which are said to be used by Zhang Yu at will.
There is a yellow-turbaned strongman directly in the training room who can serve as a sparring partner.
The same was true for the twelve flying swords next to him, which he could play with at will.
Zhang Yu took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the surging desire.
…
In the office.
The little god Huang Zichou sighed, "I can't bear it any longer."
"During the past few days in the illusion, he has been repeatedly confirming whether it is really free."
"Once he confirms that it is really given to him for free, he will definitely start using these training materials."
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"Well, both parties need to sign a contract to confirm that everything is his for free use for two months."
While Huang Zichou was speaking, he saw that Zhang Yu in the illusion had increased the concentration of spiritual energy in the room.
…
In a fantasy.
Another day passed. Zhang Yu took a bite of the dragon steak, felt the gravy bursting in his mouth, and gradually revealed a satisfied smile.
He grabbed the syringe beside him and injected the needle into his arm.
Then he asked people to continue to increase the concentration of inspiration.
…
In the office.
Looking at Zhang Yu's performance in the illusion, the little gods present all sighed.
"He's too easily bribed." Huang Zichou said, "Don't you know that free things are the most expensive? Once he gets deeper and deeper into it, he won't be able to leave these things anymore."
Deng Bingding on the side did not say anything. In her opinion, this kind of thing was normal. These ant-level poor people had such a narrow vision that they could easily fall into temptation.
Watching the time passing by in the illusion on the light curtain day by day, watching Zhang Yu eat more and more meat, take more and more medicine, and have fun playing with all kinds of flying swords and spiritual roots, Deng Bingding knew that he had completely fallen.
At this moment, Huang Zichou on the side said in surprise: "Hey, this kid hasn't been sterilized yet? Isn't this making things more difficult for himself?"
…
In the illusion.
Zhang Yu, whose meridians were blocked due to absorbing too much spiritual energy, fell to the ground and was unable to move for a while.
"Sir, you have absorbed too much spiritual energy recently, your meridians are blocked, and your muscles are out of control."
Zhang Yu lay stiff and unable to move, thinking that he was really a poor man who suddenly became rich. He couldn't even adapt to the breathing environment of rich people.
But the next moment, a wet and soft feeling woke him up.
He saw a young girl opening her mouth and sucking his fingers as if someone was holding them. Her soft tongue was like a snake, wrapping around his fingertips as if they were being entangled by something.
"you……"
A female voice came from the girl and said, "Sir, please stay relaxed and let me help you get rid of the blocked spiritual energy."
Zhang Yu felt as if some special medicine was injected into his fingertips when he was in the other person's tongue. After a while of entanglement, his body gradually relaxed and he seemed to be light and effortless.
The girl said, "As a part-time training furnace partner, I have just absorbed the excess spiritual energy for you, established a mana cycle, and completed the breathing for you."
…
In the office.
Huang Zichou shook his head and sighed, "It's hopeless. Isn't he completely defeated now? So this high school student is so useless, he should be sterilized."
"Let him continue to indulge in this. When he can't leave these things anymore, after the two-month free period is over, let him continue to use this house and the things inside for free, or give him some more. He might just agree to quit the foundation building exam."
Another little god said, “Even if you disagree at first, adding a few more chips will be enough.”
Huang Zichou took a look at Zhang Yu's basic situation and said, "After all, he is a freshman in high school. His determination to take the exam is not as strong as that of a sophomore. In addition, he comes from a poor family, so he is definitely more likely to fall."
"I think the temptation he can resist in the end is probably only 100 or 200 million at most."
On the other side, Deng Bingding was too lazy to look at the poor man's performance and looked directly at the other high school students.
After all, in the foundation-building exam, the second-year high school students are often the final winners, and the first-year high school students are just extras.
Especially in this test, Ye Lingxiao and Yun Jing, the two top students from Xiandu City, not only came from famous families and were extremely wealthy, but also had outstanding talents. They were both the ones she particularly favored this time. She thought that if their results were particularly outstanding, it would be a credit if she reported them.
"Yunjing has already withstood the temptation of the billion-level."
Deng Bingding nodded slightly: "Ye Lingxiao is not bad either. Faced with the temptation of 1.2 billion assets, he still insists on taking the foundation-building certificate exam and insists on going further on the immortal path."
Huang Zichou on the side analyzed: "After all, these two people know that the treatment of high school students with or without foundation building certificates is very different when they reach the second floor."
"If you want to go further on the path of immortality, or even join a sect instead of a company after graduating from college, this high school foundation-building qualification certificate is an excellent stepping stone."
"Besides, this is their last chance to take the high school foundation building exam. They are definitely better able to withstand it than the first-year high school students."
At the same time, another little god looked at the illusion on Zhang Yu's side and chuckled, "Is this kid going to confess?"
…
In a fantasy.
Zhang Yu walked into the furnace room, which he had never been to before.
There were six charming and beautiful bodies, some petite, some plump, some slender, and some with features of monsters... These human and female bodies with different styles looked at Zhang Yu at the same time.
The girl introduced: "Her name is Linglu. Her body has been transformed. When you use it, it can mobilize your muscles and complete the body training movements..."
"This is Yun Xiao. She can guide and absorb the drug poison in your body and help you eliminate the side effects of taking the medicine..."
"This is a fairy snail. It can secrete sedative hormones and relieve your psychological stress through caressing and licking..."
"Master, as long as you agree to withdraw from the foundation building exam, we will all be your property from now on."
Hearing that he was going to give up his foundation-building qualification certificate, Zhang Yu seemed to have imagined the familiar chill and the power of the ritual, and quickly waved his hand to refuse, "Get lost!"
"Don't mess with my mind!"
"I will never give up the foundation building qualification certificate even if I die."
…
In the office.
Huang Zichou was surprised and said, "I can understand the rejection, but why did you reject him so decisively?"
"A high school student is so hot-tempered and full of energy, and he hasn't been neutered yet, so his desire is at its strongest. How could he refuse the opportunity to have fun and get stronger at the same time without hesitation?"
Another little god at the side said: "I know! Is he a eunuch? So he doesn't need to be sterilized? Or he is born to dislike women, so he can refuse so easily?"
Huang Zichou waved his hand and said, "That's easy. Just give him ten handsome men and you'll know."
(End of this chapter)